Hogwarts, was gnawed at the beginning

No matter the commotion outside the maze, no matter how penetrating Dumbledore's eyes were.

Soul used the levitation spell to lead Barty Crouch Jr. towards the bright light. After walking dozens of steps, it suddenly became clear that this was an empty field with only a high stone platform piled into a hill. There lay a gleaming gold-plated trophy.

That is the Goblet of Fire, and it is also the ultimate goal of all the warriors in this Triwizard Tournament final.

Suer threw Barty Crouch Jr. aside casually. The collision of flesh and stone made a dull sound. Barty Crouch Jr. groaned unconsciously. Suer's expression remained unchanged and he casually gave him a replacement round. Stunning spell.

Although little Barty's wand has been confiscated by him and is tied up with vines so that he can't move a finger, and even if he wakes up, he won't be able to cause any trouble, there is nothing wrong with being cautious.

Harry isn't here yet?

Su Er looked around for a while, a little surprised.

Suddenly, there was a movement, much louder than the one he had just fought with Barty Crouch Jr., Soul took a few steps back, held the wand in his hand and looked towards the direction where the movement came from.

The solid hedge wall suddenly shook, and then exploded, with broken branches and broken leaves spraying from the other end in the direction of Sur.

The familiar wall of light blue light stood up, covering the broken branches and leaves. Through the dust, Suer saw an embarrassed figure jumping out of it, it was Harry.

Following Harry was a huge, black-haired monster about fifteen feet long, raising its high chelicerae and ready to fall at any time.

Oh, we are old acquaintances.

Acromantula in the Forbidden Forest.

A stone tripped the panicked Harry, and he fell down. What was even worse was that the wand rolled far away.

One person and one spider did not notice Sur at all.

The Acromantula's compound eyes were fixed on Harry, its black pupils flashing with a bloody and cruel light. Harry's fall was more suitable for it, and it raised its barbed chelicerae high. , like a Wuling Hongguang van at full speed, pounced on Harry without any slowdown.

The arguments outside the field stopped, and they watched the thrilling scene on the water curtain without blinking.

Snape almost stood up.

The little wizards held their breath, and some even closed their eyes, unable to bear to see Harry being crushed into pieces by the Acromantula.

"sectumsempra!"

The invisible blade of air struck at the spider.

Harry closed his eyes tightly, thinking that he might not be able to escape the fate of death. At this moment, he heard a call from another world.

However, the expected pain of his body being torn apart did not come. Instead, he heard the sound of heavy objects falling to the ground and an extremely unpleasant neighing sound.

Harry's long hair on his forehead was blown by a sudden gust of wind, and he opened his eyes blankly.

The Acromantula that had nearly mauled him to death turned into a naked ball three feet away from him, quivering on the stone ground.

The hard shell that blocked several of his spells was covered in scars. You could see many deep wounds cut by sharp weapons, with thick dark green mucus flowing out of them.

What about those spider legs?

They were scattered on both sides. Although they had been separated from the main body, they were still bending unconsciously.

"Are you okay Harry?"

Harry, who was still reeling from the aftermath of the disaster, saw a hand appear in his sight.

Looking up along this hand, it's Sur---

Harry reached out and grabbed Soul's hand, and used his strength to stand up from the ground. The burning pain from the friction between his skin and the stone floor made Harry clearly feel that he had indeed escaped with a small life.

"You saved me again." Harry gasped and couldn't help but be startled when he saw the sparkling Goblet of Fire behind Soul.

"It's nothing, it's just a trivial matter." Suer chuckled lightly, and seeing that Harry had stood firm, he let go of his hand.

"No matter who it is, they will help."

"Anyway, I still have to thank you, Soul." Harry shook his head and looked at the golden Goblet of Fire, feeling relieved.

"That's the Triwizard Cup that represents the championship, right? You arrived before me, why haven't you picked it up yet?"

"You showed up as soon as I arrived." Soul also looked at the fatal cup. He didn't forget that he and Harry had to touch this cup together.

"Then what are you waiting for? Go quickly, pick it up and the game is over." After saying that, Harry looked back worriedly and urged, "It will be too late when Krum arrives."

"Krum won't come." Soul chuckled and shook his head, "Don't worry."

Three question marks appeared above Harry's head.

"Krum was knocked unconscious. He has lost his chance." Soul exhaled softly, "You heard it right, Harry, you and I are the only two people now."

"Let's go and hold this cup together."

As he said that, Soul strolled forward, but Harry paused.

"What's wrong?" Suer turned around and saw the pain but disbelief on Harry's face, "What are you doing standing still? Let's get it together and get out of here quickly."

I will quickly send you to the braised egg to complete the layout...

Of course, Su Er said this in his heart.

"No, no." Harry shook his head vigorously, "That's not the rule. You saved me twice, and you got here before me. This trophy belongs to you."

"Oh, please." Soul chuckled, looked at Harry's unsteady figure, and walked towards him, "This honor is of no use to me."

"Beauxbatons and Durmstrang are out, and the glory is destined to belong to Hogwarts."

"Besides, don't forget, I still have a medal of Sir Merlin. Compared to me, I think you need this honor more. With such an honor, you can find a job easily after graduation. , the title of the Triwizard Tournament is very valuable."

In the eyes of outsiders, Suer's behavior is simply that of the biggest fool in the world. This is one of the honors that can be recorded in history, but Suer is still carrying forward his style.

He didn't know that the little wizards outside had already shown expressions of incomprehension, and they all lowered their heads and started talking.

Especially for Hufflepuff students, this, like the Academy Cup, is an honor that Hufflepuff has not received in hundreds of years.

It was clear that he could hold the Goblet of Fire and become the only champion with just a few steps forward, but Soul was still chattering to Harry.

Anyone with a discerning eye could see that Soul wanted to hold the Goblet of Fire with Harry.

Come on, if nothing else, that's a thousand galleons! !

However, no one noticed that Dumbledore, the only insider, listened to the discussions around him and smiled meaningfully.